I look around in a daze and see a car pull up in front of me. I flinch away from it at first until I see Christian in the driver’s seat. He jumps out of it fast, leaving it running, coming around the car to where I stand with Frankie. “I’ll take it from here,” Christian says, tilting his head to t
Sensing my silent critique, Christian sighs and refocuses on the road. “We have a very short time to claim and consolidate power,” he explains, his voice a bit more clipped now. “I’m sorry, I know this is…difficult. That you’d probably rather not go there just now. But it has to be done.” “Could y
Chaos immediately erupts in the room and I scream in horror, unable to turn away from what I can see over Frankie’s shoulder. The gunshots ring out through the air, almost deafening in the tiny room, but Frankie doesn’t even flinch, simply moving his gun precisely around and barely seeming to take
My jaw drops as I realize that the violence is not over – that it has perhaps just begun. That this is…this is a bloodbath, a war. “Brothers?” Frankie asks, his voice soft, drawing Christian’s gaze over to us. “Kill him,” Christians says, nodding to Frankie once before striding for Nico. “He can
Christian looks up at Nico, who nods. “I can confirm that,” Christian continues, still casual. “If you needed confirmation. But considering that you sent them after my wife, I’m sure that there’s not too much mystery regarding who took them out.” There’s a long pause on the other line as Bonetti p
I nod, eager to have him believe me even if I’m not sure it’s true. “Just…out of my element. As usual.” He smiles at me and then leans forward, pressing a warm kiss to my mouth. I melt into him a little bit, trusting him completely. If Christian says it’s all right…then it will be. He hasn’t been
But as I feel my husband pressed long along the length of my body, I know that there’s only one real choice for me. That the idea of leaving him here, of not knowing whether he lives or dies… God, no. I could never do it. “I want to stay,” I say quietly, my eyes on Frankie. He holds my gaze fo
That even though Christian called this meeting, Bonetti’s the one in charge. Anxious, I glance down at myself, doubting again Nico’s choice in what is essentially workout clothes. God, why didn’t I bring something to change into? But Christian reaches out and subtly takes my hand, wrapping it in